Chapter 133

Jayden's POV.

The cold glass of the phone felt suddenly heavy in my hand. A sense of pleasant anticipation had warmed me just a moment ago; Timmy’s text was probably a meme, or maybe a picture of that new car he was bragging about. He was always one for dramatic reveals. But the attachment wasn’t a static image. It was a video file. I tapped it, a small, involuntary smile playing on my lips, ready for a laugh.

The smile froze. The laugh ran.

The video quality was grainy, as ...